Not my song
Author :
BUTTERFLIES OF TIME
Blog :BUTTERFLIES OF TIME
Date: 10/22/2012 6:14:41 AM
I couldn’t stop just because you
wanted me to
dropping the image
that has too long kept up a pretence
for aching corners cannot smile forever.
Take away these unwanted songs,
oh, open-throated bulbuls
You care not if hurt lurks unheard
between the lulls
Give them to the gentle breeze
or to the raging shamaal winds
Let them sing buried
from under the camel’s hooves
or throw them to the hallucinating one
wandering lost in search of a mirage
to hang his hopes on-
the oasis cannot quench thirst
unless one admits and submits to thirst
Or sing them as one of your own
for hundreds of orphaned songs lie
hung from leafless boughs
beneath your trees.
©Reena Prasad 20th October 2012
